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The day after my mom went to the hospital (my first night in town) I was working with about 4 hours of sleep. I was so tired. I went to the courtyard at the hotel I was staying at and sat down to have a cigarette with my coffee. I was beat tired and gave myself a pass to smoke (due to the circumstances – I thought my mom was going to die). Anyway, there was a woman sitting in the courtyard. She gave me a nice smile. I smiled back and bummed a light from her. We introduced ourselves and she told me a little about herself. To make a long story short. She was from Philadelphia. Her name was Kathy. It turns out we share the same birthday, March 28. She said, “God does answer prayers because just today I was telling God, ‘Please let me meet someone like me I can talk to.'” …

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I am an arts educator, writer, poet, photographer, and mama.
United Arts Council Artist in the Schools and Writer-in-Residence -- I am available to conduct workshops and residencies: Memoir, Writing, Poetry, Spoken Word, Poetry Slams. Contact me for more information. Also available for freelance writing and photography.
I am also working on a historic food memoir: http://evanstoncommmunitykitchen.wordpress.com